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  • Saturday, February 10, 2007

    I dont know whether i should be borned in this world .
    I pity my family ,my friends including him .
    Cause i suck ,i totally cannot do a lot of things .
    Dancing ,pretty ,hairless .
    When will i ever get them done with ?
    Never right ,because im just so selfish .
    I can never even think positive .
    I feel damn lost ,
    i feel smoking thousands of cigarettes ,drinking thousand of beer .
    The worse i feel like dying .
    When will all this stop ,it is killing me .
    If i have a damn penknife now i'll just fucking cut off my whole skin .
    Today i went malaysia ,i bought many stuff .
    It was just a sudden decision ,
    cause he wanted to go .
    We bought many things ,but my heart wasnt really there .
    It was rather on someone else .
    This is wrong ,but i really had no idea why .
    And now the night has come ,he went home after drinking .
    We quarrelled ,this relationship is getting abit long .
    I feel like suggesting for a break ,but at the same time i cannot let go .
    Who the fuck will let their stead drink ?
    Honestly i felt like drinking too ,badly .
    So wanna forget someone ,which i shouldnt had .
    Everything has it consequences ,somehow i always blame God for being unfair to me .
    Maybe he never once ,because i always felt like a shit .
    My dairy was always felt with some poka dots of certain part of some pages ,
    cause God didnt like me too much .
    Maybe i was just not his children .
    School is also the same .
    She didnt change ,our conversation was less than 10 sentences a day .
    Because i was just not her beloved .


    ACCEPTANCE 1:18 AM


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